drank the koolaid by the jug

Once the gold-trimmed wolf completed the actions that would break the cougar's leg, not even Flare smacking its head around could keep it from turning. Trying to bite at the one causing it so much pain. It’s movements were jerky and desperate now, and it failed to grab at its target. When its neck turned far enough, Flare took the opportunity. He jumped forward and wrapped his teeth around its neck. His elongated fangs pierced its throat.

He felt the warmth of its blood slip through his teeth, and then he tore. Ripping its throat out. Silently, the mountain lion wobbled once, and then fell to the ground at his paws.


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